Tuesday of the First Week in Ordinary Time
January 12, 2021
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy, we pray with Psalm 8, a brief, beautiful, and highly personal hymn to an awesome Creator.
Charles Spurgeon, celebrated 19th century Baptist preacher, calls this psalm “the song of the Astronomer”, as gazing at the heavens inspires the psalmist to meditate on God’s creation and the human person’s place in it.
Indeed, what are we, who are we? It is a question which each of us spends a lifetime answering.
If you were asked to introduce yourself to a total stranger, how would you begin?
- With your name, expressing your unique identity?
- Any group to which you belong?
- Or where you’re from?
- What you life work is?
- Where you fit in society, to whom you are related?
- How you have been defined by your accomplishments?
For example, might the self-introduction sound something like this:
Hi, I’m Mary Smith.
I’m a dentist, born and raised in Schenectady.
I wrote the book, “How Gumdrops Ruin Kid’s Teeth”.
You may have heard of my great-grandfather and his brother,
the cough drop magnates.
Psalm 8 suggests a whole other way of self-definition:
Hi, I’m Mary, a child of God,
part of an infinite universe
that spills from God’s creative love.
I am in awe of our Creator
who loves and cares for me,
who has ennobled me in grace.
I try to let all my actions give God praise.
I take seriously my role
in cherishing all Creation.
As I do this,
my own divinely-given nature is revealed
and made available to God
for the transformation of the world.
I will sing of your majesty above the heavens
When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and stars that you set in place.
What are we that you are mindful of us,
that you care for us?
Yet you have made us little less than angels
crowned us with glory and honor.
You have given us rule over the works of your hands, put all things at our feet:
O LORD, our Lord,
how awesome is your name through all the earth!
Poetry (well really prose): from Hamlet by William Shakespeare
Shakespeare uses Psalm 8 as his reference point for Hamlet’s monologue.
Hamlet is saying that although humans may appear to think and act “nobly” they are essentially “dust”. Hamlet is expressing his melancholy to his old friends over the difference between the best that men aspire to be, and how they actually behave; the great divide that depresses him. (Spark Notes)
I offer the passage to say that Hamlet has become disillusioned, lost his awareness of his own awesome identity in God. Don’t be like Hamlet.
I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises, and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air—look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire— why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me. No, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Music: Domine, Deus Noster (Psalm 8) by Marc-Antoine Charpentier
One thought on “Psalm 8: What Are We?”
Beautiful reflection, thank you!